One of my favorite aspects of minimalism is rejection: The rejection of stuff, the rejection of society and all their weird demands, the rejection of consumerism and materialism. I love all of that stuff. I love minimalism because it goes against the grain. I also love minimalism because the less money you spend … the more money you save! And I love to save money!
Society has a lot of rules that expect to be obeyed. These rules usually result in our misery, ailing health, anxiety, and debt. Our homes are not sanctuaries, they’re cemeteries. Home is not relaxing. Home is stress. Home always has to be cleaned and paid for. It’s a source of anxiety and the more we reject society and its demands, the more we can live our lives.
What happens when we live? We’re outside. We’re traveling, exploring, having fun. We realize we don’t need so much stuff; we downsize. Now, the poor health and the clutter have been eliminated from our lives. When we realize we don’t need as much house to store our things, we might be fortunate enough to downsize. I’m not saying to buy a Tiny House, but consider giving up that four bedroom house for a two bedroom condo. The more you save, the less you worry.
Francis Bacon said, “Money is a great servant, but a miserable master.” Some people like spending money—it brings them false joy to fill the voids. I like to save money. I don’t like money for buying all of the shoes in the world; I like money because it is security. I’d rather save money and never worry about spending a little over having a little and worrying about spending any.
I went to the casino the other day (I don’t know what the Cult of Minimalism says about gambling and I don’t care). My girlfriend was having a lousy time because she lost $20 on some slot machines. Meanwhile, I was having a blast. I wanted her to have a good time, too, so I gave her a $20 and told her to keep playing. Maybe she’d win, and that’d be sweet. Or maybe she’d lose and … oh well. She lost and she felt bad for blowing my money, but because I’m not reckless, spending money on shoes and gadgets and tchotchkes, I was able to say, “Eh, don’t worry about it.” That’s what happens when you save money—you worry less.
Society says minimalists are cheap, frugal, and tight with a buck. Fuck that noise. Fuck what society says. They’re jealous because we’re not in debt buying petty shit. And what’s that old saying? Oh yeah: Misery loves company.